Sleepy Fox Hollow we are love

The slapping of her paws was only met with further resistance, digging herself in as she plopped down on the ground, listening to the words her mother shared but looked outside instead of venturing further. She was not for being coaxed or persuaded. She would not go. Instead, her head rested and stared out.
 
Her brothers could have all the adventure and the fun, but she would stay in the comforts of the life that she already knew. She observed the way that Emmerich fell, the whimper he made before he was running off again into the strange new land they had been introduced to. Was that where wolves disappeared to when they were not inside the den? She found herself slowly almost crawling her way over by her father, now that her mother had been enveloped by this Sleepy Fox Hollow that she had been introduced to, hoping he might share some affections instead since it appeared her mother no longer loved her.
 
It was never too young to start being dramatic.